Waves Below

Sunrises over derelicts, dust, and decay
The light gathers no momentum for
Chasing shadows away
A cursory reading of the atmosphere
Reveals a cause for concern
Absence of life, a chilling omen
Something was here and might still be.

I'm sensing waves below.

In search of portals that lead to
Subterranean worlds unknown
Drifting along with a foreboding
Mechanical pulse
Navigating the endless oppressive desert
And twisted cityscapеs bizarre
The signal stirs, points into the dust
And stonе.

In time we found the way inside
Never knew the horrors we were
Soon to find
We left the acrid winds behind
In hopes of reaching a new way of life.

The source of waves below
Grows ever nearer
Our clutch of wraths in tow
Imparts the fear
On this darkness
Eyeless engineers of the deep
Oh the constant whirring of the
Nightmare machine is maddening
The images produced in my mind to
Counteract the black
Wreak havoc on my synapses.

There is beauty in science
And the silence that lives inside
There is echoing violence
In the halls of our deepest dark.

There is beauty in violence
And the dying of dreams inside
I know nothing can right this
But the trials of the twisted night.

The shambling through corridors of
Darkness unending
None of those meant to be felt
Seen or heard
To never know when morning comes.